Hi to all. Ok this dream I had just last night, it's pretty bad, and very creepy. It had three people from the Harry Potter series in it, mixed with something from dragon ball z. Just saying, I do not own these characters or anything from them, all the rights go to those who do. Now on with the dream.

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I walk into a random room in the middle of a old shack, it was as if I was a ghost. I was there, but at the same time I wasn't. No one could see and no one could hear me.

I hear voices and when I went deeper into the room I saw a image I wish I had never seen. Ron was siting on the ground with chains around his feet and hands, keeping him stuck to the ground.

His skin was cover in a layer of dirt and sweat and what looked like blood. His head was down. I could just barely see his shoulder shaking , proving to me he was crying, bruises and cuts marked his skin, but what was weirder was he had a Saiyan tail. Ron was a Saiyan.

I then hear the voice of the two that were talking. Harry Potter, he was shirtless and his hands were tied up by chains above his head. He back was to the wall. A thick layer of sweat covered his bare chest and face along with speaks of fresh and dried blood from countless long cuts. His fists were clenched as if he were in pain. Bruises covered his body as well. I start to wonder what had happened and how long they had been here. He also had a tail of a Saiyan.

I wanted to free them, but I couldn't, my feet stayed right where they were, I wouldn't be able to anyway. Then I saw the last person who was talking. It was non other then Voldermort, he was standing in his normal black robes, his wand was in his hands, but he had no tail. He... No wait. It wasn't a wand in his hand. It was a very sharp dagger.

He was talking to Harry. " Tell me where it is Harry, and I'll go easy on you and your friend." He says in a smooth voice.

Harry scoffed. " I'll never tell you." Spat Harry.

" Then you shall forever remain a prisoner to me." Says Voldermort.

He walked towards Harry with the dagger held ready. I have no clue what their talking about, but I can suddenly feel fear, nothing but fear. The fear I feel is plaster across Harry's face.

Voldermort brings the dagger towards the right side of his stomach right below his belly button and made a deep cut.

When Harry screams, Ron and I do the same. Ron cause he's begging Voldermort to stop and leave Harry be. Me cause I feel every bit of pain Harry does. It unbearable and I can't take it.

I fall to my knees, doubled over clutching my stomach where he was cutting Harry. I looked at them and saw he was digging up and deeper, peeling a bit of the skin up. The weird thing is, there's no blood.

Tears are now burning my eyes as they trail down my face. Harry is crying as well, tears leave streaks in the dirt that coats his face, and screams just keep coming from all of us. This is the worst pain I have ever felt. I want to pass out, but I can't. I just can't.

Then he stops and takes the dagger away. That is when it starts bleeding, but it was more like leaking out like the last bit of dawn soup does when you try to get it to the lid.

Harry let's out a pain filled groan as he slumps down, now hanging limp from the rope. I still feel the agony, but it's not so bad now.

" Let him go, you have no right to do this!!!" Yelled Ron.

Suddenly his head snaps to the side and blood leaks from a cut on his cheek that Voldermort just made by swinging his hand around that held the dagger.

Voldermort then runs swiftly passed Harry and loosened the chains, Harry then fell limp to the ground, not making a sound. Voldermort then got crouched down by Harry and used his long bony fingers to turns his head to where he was now looking at him.

" Like I said, you will forever be my prisoner." He say, then he was gone,

It then felt like a day or two passes and the place we were at changed, we were now in a plain house, in the den.

Chains were tied to only their ankles. Then it was as if I was Harry. I felt what he felt, saw what he saw, and hear everything he hears.

I could feel pain where the dagger had cut. It has been wrapped up, but not stitched up. The good news was, it wasn't bleeding.

Then I heard what I thought was someone speaking, I soon realized it was Harry's thoughts.

He and Ron we're currently playing some card game while they sat there at the only table in the room.

I heard him speaking in his mind about what a good friend Ron was. " Ron has always been there for me. When I need him most, when I'm in need of help. He's always there. I saved his life before, but he saved mine as well, and I thank him for that. I couldn't be more lucky to have a friend like him."

He looked at Ron and smiled gratefully. They didn't know what to do, but hopefully they would figure something out soon.

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Well there you go, like I wrote up top, another creepy dream. It was so realistic that I actually felt the pain of it when I woke, my brother woke me at that point so I don't know what happens next, but I hope you enjoyed it, and as always I will keep on writing.